Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 185

I quickly fished out my phone. It was a message from Gevena, and she had sent only a few words, [All

smooth sailing! Capital verification reports have been exchanged. Awaiting response.]

I quickly typed back, [OK. I've added a little something extra.]

Gevena immediately replied with a question mark.

I smirked, replying with a hint of amusement, [Just watch the show. We'll talk more when I get back.]

Gevena sent back a simple, [Okay.]

With our tacit understanding, we ended the conversation. I held my phone, watching my two children

interact with their grandfather. I was comforted. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Moreover, today's lesson was splendid. I was utterly impressed by Galen's teaching skills. He didn't

scold or reprimand; instead, he fostered an atmosphere of joy and harmony that not only produced

excellent results but also stimulated the kids' enthusiasm and participation.

Just like this moment, Monique who was impatient was now full of questions, constantly asking Galen

questions that made him laugh heartily at times, and she was listening attentively to others, and

answering seriously when needed.

For the first time, I noticed that Monique was quite eloquent and quick-witted. It was clear that she was

smart. She would be good at learning if she was under proper guidance and able to hold her attention.

In no time, they would indeed become unique in their own right. I wouldn't need to worry about them

being led astray by the Dawson family, which would be horrifying.

It seemed that my plan to keep the kids here was on track and was the right decision.

I was completely at ease. I had been worried that Monique's temperament would stress my parents

out. But now, that worry had disappeared.

That night, after everyone was asleep, I quietly went to my mother's room and told her that I might have

to return to Goldenvale Town soon.

She was taken aback and quickly asked, "Why? What happened that you need to leave so soon?"

I quickly reassured her, "Don't worry. It's not about us. It's about Jaylan's mistress. Their child has gone

missing, taken away without a trace."

"Jaylan has a child with another woman?" my mother was shocked by this news, her anger flaring,

"That good-for-nothing scoundrel."

I wanted to laugh. Even my mother, usually so composed and refined, was driven to curse. I quickly

hushed her, pointing outside. She nodded and calmed herself down.

I then explained in detail what had happened with Jaylan's mistress, of course, downplaying the

serious parts. My mother was angry, but she said, "We knew his bad behavior, but we never imagined

he could be so terrible. My dear."

She sighed, and was going to cry, and patted my hand and said, "You've had a tough ten years."

"Mom, don't be upset. To be honest, he was decent to me in the early years. Later, when I was ill and

bedridden, I didn't know anything, which was actually a blessing in disguise. It wasn't that hard. I'm a

strong person. Knowing how he treated me, I swore to get my revenge. I don't love him anymore, and it

doesn't hurt."

I gave a bitter smile and continued, "I chose to marry him. So, I have no regrets. But I need to correct

this mistake. I want to send them all to hell and let them taste the torment of eternal damnation."

"He is such a bastard! I thought, for the sake of our three children, we could spare him, so they

wouldn't grow up hating us. But now it seems they are all evils. Keeping them around would be a

disgrace to our children." My mother was truly angry, as she seldom spoke so harshly.

"Mom, speaking of the children, I've discussed with Dad. I plan to leave Monique and Probert here with

you." I broached the subject with my mother.